The man in the police station blushed and yelled: "He also secretly said that I was short and small... so I couldn't hold it back and beat him!"
The police officer interrupted the other party's filial piety impatiently: "Although there is a reason for the incident, it is not important. Whether your girlfriend is crossing her legs or being seduced, these are all moral issues."
"The key thing now is that you broke his nose. The result of the judicial injury examination is likely to be a minor injury. If you don't want to go to jail, prepare to pay for it! You don't have to pay for it. You will have to go to jail for six months to three years.
,You choose."
"How much will the compensation be?" Hearing that he was going to jail, the man was obviously a little panicked.
"A broken nose bone is a minor injury of level 2, and you can generally claim compensation of 80,000-100,000 yuan; if it is a minor injury of level 1, you can claim compensation of more than 100,000 yuan. If something happens, don't fight, and don't break someone's bones if you do.
!Okay, why are you hitting someone?"
Seeing the quarrel between the two people, the monk was shocked. This place was obviously...a yamen?
It should be the Yamen, right?
The Yamen actually cares about something as trivial as a fight?
Are the yamen here too busy?
The yamen in the Shanhai Realm are thinking about making money every day, and there are so many fights that they don't bother to meddle in other people's business as long as no one is killed.
Qiu Yuan was silent, observing his surroundings.
In another waiting room, another staff member was explaining: "Your transfer record of 1,000 yuan is evidence of a crime. No matter how much you deny it, it will be useless."
"That woman has been targeted many times by the anti-pornography campaign. The witnesses and physical evidence are there, and she has confessed herself. So don't waste any more words."
"I really didn't! I was really just massaging, not doing anything. Comrade, please believe me."
“According to Article 66 of the Public Security Administration Punishment Law: Those who engage in prostitution or whoring shall be detained for not less than 10 days but not more than 15 days, and may also be fined not more than 5,000 yuan; if the circumstances are relatively minor, they shall be detained for not more than 5 days or fined not more than 500 yuan.
The fine is as follows. You see, the detention time is floating. If you want to be imprisoned for 15 days, just keep arguing. If you want to be imprisoned for a shorter period, plead guilty and pay the money."
After a long while, the man who was locked up in the waiting room shook his legs and whispered: "Oh, how long will this comrade be detained? Can you not tell my wife? If my wife knows, then
simply……"
"If you disappear for 10 days and your wife and work unit don't look for you, then it'll be fine."
In Wang Hao's eyes, this scene seemed a bit weird.
He originally wanted to show the monk some extremely vicious criminals to prove that this was not the so-called "other shore", but just a better world than the world of mountains and seas.
The result was just fighting and whoring.
Only real prisons can contain those who have committed serious crimes such as murder and arson.
But no matter what, the number of criminals in this world is indeed impossible to compare with that in the Shanhai Realm.
In the eyes of Monk Qiuyuan, the small matters handled by the current yamen reflect the prosperity of the world.
Over the years, he has experienced all kinds of hardships and difficulties, and he is not as ignorant of the world as he was when he first came out of the mountain, and he no longer understands the laws of society.
The world is not black and white, but has long been in an intermediate state between black and white, that is, gray.
There are many things that really cannot be forced. Conflicts between people naturally exist, and there is no such thing as "real perfection."
If we could use some "method" to put the world in a relatively moderate and peaceful state, with less contradictions and more tolerance, it would be a great result.
As for completely eliminating the contradiction - that is almost impossible.
"Let's go, there's nothing to see here." Wang Hao greeted.
"I'll take you to another place to see."
The scene changes again.
This is near an office building, and the most indispensable thing is people going to work.
As long as there are human activities, there will be consumption.
When there is consumption, there will naturally be a market.
Mobile vendors rode tricycles and were scurrying around the office buildings. Various food stalls lined the roadside, including meat buns, beef vermicelli, egg fried rice, hot and sour noodles, and snail noodles.
The strong aroma of food makes people salivate, and their stomachs can't help but growl.
Qiu Yuan had been in a coma for so many years and had almost forgotten what food tasted like. He couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva and recited silently in his heart: "Relic, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, feeling, thinking, and awareness are also
It’s the same again.”
The urban management also turns a blind eye to these street stall vendors. Since the street stall economy began to be promoted, the restrictions on street stalls have been relaxed a lot. As long as the garbage is classified properly and the health permit is obtained, they generally will not meddle in other people's business.
.
"Is your oil peanut oil?" Wang Hao asked a vendor selling fried rice.
"Yes, Arowana's... look at what's written on the bottle, it can't be gutter oil! We have a health permit here." The stall owner lowered his head while cooking, not caring who asked.
The sound seemed to fall from the sky.
"Here comes a box of egg fried rice. Don't add eggs or meat, but add more cabbage."
The stall owner thought to himself, what does egg fried rice mean without adding eggs?
As soon as I looked up, I saw a bald monk wearing yellow clothes, with a silly and dull smile on his face, and a little bit of surprise. Could he be a fool?
There are actually monks coming to buy fried rice?
The stall owner’s psychological activities are complex: it’s not uncommon, don’t people nowadays just like y?
Who is coming back? There have been a lot of news reports. These bald donkeys are quite rich. They use their Aifeng mobile phones to browse Douyin, live in luxurious villas, and even support Buddhist wives. This one in front of me...
Forget it, it’s just a meal, it’s none of my business.
"If you don't want eggs, it's 8 yuan a serving."
"Dingdong, Alipay payment - 8 yuan."
The bald donkey didn't take out his mobile phone to scan the QR code. The stall owner looked around suspiciously for a long time, not knowing who paid.
Since someone paid, it didn't matter. He stir-fried it in the pot with a shovel a few times, sprinkled it with MSG, added some more vegetables, and sold an egg-fried rice without eggs.
"The fried rice without eggs, the chef is sure."
"Thank you...donor."
Monk Qiuyuan took the hot fried rice box and continued to move forward. The smell of fried rice in his hand penetrated his nose and made his heart itch like a cat scratching.
I don't know why, but in this outer world, with sound limbs, eyes and mouth, he has been hungry for a long time.
Now that my appetite has been aroused, I can't suppress it no matter what. I even have no strength to walk.
"Since it is a vegetarian meal sent by the Buddha, just eat it."
Qiu Yuan found a remote place, sat down on the curb, picked up the kuaizi and ate it.
Although there are no meat dishes, this fried rice, full of salt and MSG, is much more delicious than the food in Shanhaijie.
After a while, Qiu Yuan was sweating profusely after eating, but found that the food box was empty, not even a grain of rice was missing.
I actually felt like I was not satisfied with my appetite. Why did I finish eating so quickly?
He looked at the colorful world and sighed in his heart: "I have been practicing for so many years, but my mood was ruined by a piece of fried rice. I committed the precept of greed, sin, sin. I still don't practice enough..."
…
At this moment, Wang Hao seemed to have transformed into the sky and the universe, looking down at all living beings on the entire planet.
Even, his vision has broken through the limitations of dimensions and seen the etheric abyss behind the world membrane.
The etheric abyss is both orderly and chaotic. Evil and terrifying, distortion and change are the norm. The world is just a little order that was born accidentally.
Even from a physiological level, the colorful and colorful world is actually imagined by the brain. Most objects do not emit light. The colors that humans see do not actually exist. It is just a beautiful illusion created by the brain. It is just a reflection of the world.
a small part.
Because of the different dimensions, what you see is also different.
Slowly, Wang Hao began to adapt to this high-dimensional perspective. The pendulum of fate was swinging left and right, and the long river of time was roaring; as big as the destruction of worlds, as small as the fusion between quarks.
He seemed to sublimate at this moment and become everything in the universe.
Suddenly, he heard someone calling him from the bottom of his heart. It was Blue Star and the Earth, the mountain and sea world that had not yet been successfully opened up, Qingshi Town, and his cousin, the two Internet cafe guests... This trace of concern slowly pulled away.
Follow him and recover from that supreme rational state.
To be continued...